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I say, "You're messing me around" You say, I'm getting out of hand I'm sick of the country Sick of the town Sick of the future It's getting me down I say, "The future's going to last" You say, "There's nothing in the past" I'm sick of the government Sick of the police Sick of the boredom I want release I can recall a strange event I gave you nothing with my complements A discontent that efferents An emptiness or nothingness that's heaven sent I'm sick of the country Sick of the town Sick of the future It's getting me down I say and you say I say and you say I say, "It's getting me down"